This test I've been used only has one way It is your choice to choose I can't tell you What is right. Let's have a few more drinks Until we think that we're alright I'll fill up in the morning and I'll kill you I will not be there when you turn your heavy head And we will be nowhere When they tell you You are dead. I am just returned from seeing you the other night I don't know if I made myself clear to you You're the morning when the two of us get in a fight And true enough for that to be the end of you Cause my friend I am bored of you And I can't live knowing you live too But I can't seem to follow through The night is crawling slowly home And I lay with my head against the wall like pictures that I hang I'll have another drink or two until I feel that I'm all right Till the troubles in my mind aren't clanging If I could sing it clearly and sing it my way Out through the district to find you